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281. Retreat (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Thunder was rolling in the sky, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Katakuri and Foxy looked at each other, their chests rising and falling violently, and their breaths rising and falling.

"Use your abilities."

Katakuri wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Foxy with eager eyes.

Foxy didn't say anything. He touched the back of his right hand with his left hand, and a long pink knife connected to the entire wrist with a halo of light.

On the opposite side, Katakuri's hands were wrapped in black ink. After opening them, a donut appeared in mid-air. Like a hot wheel, countless spikes stretched out and began to spin.

A gust of wind swept through, Katakuri's eyes moved, and the spikes on the donuts were densely packed and flooded towards Foxy like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm.

Foxy leaned forward slightly and disappeared in an instant.

"Ganli rice cake."

"Blade Flash."

The rotating Hot Wheels spikes hit Foxy one after another. At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Foxy turned into a ray of light and rushed in front of Katakuri. With the overwhelming explosion, the sea beneath their feet once again surged.

Collapse.

The two Hot Wheels spikes were split in half, and Foxy's God-killing Blade was held firmly by Katakuri's hand, even if it was armed, a wound was torn out.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Katakuri's right hand became sluggish, but not other parts of his body.

Glutinous rice spikes stabbed out from Katakuri's chest. Foxy's hair condensed into a shield from his armpits in the lightning flash, and their foreheads collided with each other as sparks continued to ignite.

Pulling away, Foxy shot a slow circle of light, but Katakuri disappeared from the spot.

After all, the delay time given by the God-killing Blade to Katakuri's right hand was too short. You must know that Katakuri's weapon color is not just a chart.

Katakuri dodged the pink halo and several donuts appeared on his head, and several spikes shot out from them and rushed toward Foxy.

"hand of God."

The pink aperture expanded, turning into a huge hand and slapping Katakuri. All the attacks Katakuri made along the way were slowed down.

"As long as your whole body is not illuminated by your ability, it will not be sluggish."

Seeing his attack being slowed down, Katakuri himself was not affected because the attack was separated from his body.

"Not always."

Foxy dodged in front of Katakuri and shot a circle of light again, but the speed was not flattering.

Katakuri appeared ten meters away, looking at Foxy's body that flickered in and out of sight, and said coldly, "You can hardly hold on to your form anymore."

"That's enough before now."

Foxy looked indifferent, raised his right hand high to compress the slow light, and finally turned into a round pink basketball, as pink as the sun.

"Do you think I will fall for this trick of yours?"

Katakuri was on guard. He fell to this trick last time, and he would never fall again this time.

"Nuclear peace."

Foxy didn't say anything and just threw it at Katakuri. Before he could get close, it exploded, and a continuous pink light curtain spread in all directions.

"too slow."

Katakuri easily escaped from the pink light curtain area, but before he could finish his words, a crisis suddenly struck him. At some point, a spear was quickly heading towards his heart.

“Weird Rice Cake.”

A donut appears on the right shoulder, and an arm wrapped in military colors pops up quickly.

The spear was blocked, but before Katakuri could make another move, a thumb-sized pink light flashed past his waist.

Ten meters away, Foxy held a small pink light and looked at Katakuri's partially sluggish waist with a sinister smile.

"not good."

Katakuri's hair was standing on end, and there were no problems with his upper and lower body, but the key was that his waist was sluggish.

Seeing Foxy approaching quickly, Katakuri did not sit still and wait for death.

A large amount of glutinous rice squirmed with both hands, and finally turned into a box covering itself, and wrapped in armed colors.

"Six consecutive hits·Death finger gun."

Mountain-like power struck, and cracks appeared in the box. Katakuri faced Foxy head-on, and his right hand turned red as if burning with fire.

"Grilled rice cakes."

Foxy's pupils shrank and he leaned back to avoid it, but by this time Katakuri had already resumed his action.

"Corn rice cake."

The attack did not pause, and Katakuri attacked again with his left hand.

"Mirror surface."

Katakuri stood tall under the pink light curtain, as if facing a formidable enemy, he even gave up attacking and distanced himself.

Looking at Katakuri who was evacuating, a pink spear appeared in Foxy's right hand, and he threw it hard with a sonic boom.

Katakuri dodged sideways and felt Foxy getting closer and closer. Just as he was about to attack, Foxy suddenly stopped.

The halo of mist on his body flickered. Foxy frowned and looked at the distant sky, then looked at Katakuri and smiled, "Katakuri, your helper is here. I hope he will be the strongest next time we meet."

you."

A pink sun appeared in his right hand, Foxy threw it at Katakuri and then flew towards the island without hesitation.

Seeing the exploding light ball, Katakuri could only stop, because he would be restricted as long as he entered the explosion area.

And he also discovered the figure appearing on the distant sea, it was Perospero and the others.

However, Katakuri's face looked a little ugly, as if Perospero and others shouldn't be there.

On the island, Foxy found Donald Duck, who was ravaging the crackers. He originally only had one breath, but now he only had half a breath left.

"leave here."

The mist on his body disappeared, and Foxy lay on Donald Duck's back with a pale face, unable to lift any strength.

"Gawu, what about this person? Do you want to kill him?"

"Need not."

Foxy didn't know what he was thinking, but he let Cracker go.

Just like that, Donald Duck left a golden rainbow and disappeared under Cracker's lingering gaze.

"One day, one day I will stew..."

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and Keliqia closed his eyes and passed out.

He had just endured the humiliation caused by a duck, and he vowed to stew a duck whenever he saw one in his life.

"Whoa!"

Katakuri's figure condensed, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that Cracker still had half a breath, and then looked thoughtfully at the direction where Foxy disappeared.

The opponent could have killed Cracker, but he didn't do it.

But Blowyer, Angelou, Nusterdi, and Yaxiu were killed.

"Katakuri."

In the distance, Perospero came flying with a large group of people, looking at Katakuri who was covered in blood with surprise in his eyes.

He was seriously injured again. The key was that there was a dying Cracker lying on the ground.

Could it be that Katakuri and Clark couldn't catch that crazy marine even if they teamed up?

"Save Cracker first."

Katakuri didn't say anything more, and just left with empty steps.

This time he was injured less than the last time, because the battle was only halfway through. If not for the sudden arrival of Perospero and others, perhaps the battle would have continued.

Perospero and the others said nothing because they could all feel Katakuri's anger.

Or maybe they all underestimated the power of that crazy sailor...


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